Thursday, October 18, 2007

Full Moon

Dreams
devour my soul
like rapacious gulls and leave me
winced and waterworn as beached shells
criss-crossed with seaweed and chalky scars
which once housed vibrant-hued creatures
pulsing warm and jelly-soft
and when they have pecked me clean
as moon-bleached bones
I wake with a flickering fear
that something is
strangely askew until
exhausted,
I drown again
in foamy
sleep

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